The Amazons are Invading
Annie came storming into the living room. She was on a roll and would not be stopped. “I have Christmas Cards.” “Great!” “Wrapping Paper.” “Is it pretty?” “No, it looks like a dead raccoon.” “Nice.” “I’ve got gifts for…” Her voice trailed off. A link popped up on my phone about Tyrannosaurus Rex. “Which leads me to you.” (Me? Oh crap. What did she say?) “Here I am!” “No dummy. What do you want for Christmas?” “Oh! I gotta think…